Liu Sandao and Fu Ruhai returned to the dormitory after distributing the lucky fruits.
Fang Zonghai and Mei Ziqi lay on their beds, neither asleep, each looking at their phones.
As soon as Fu Ruhai entered, he slumped into his chair.
"Brother Hai, Brother Dao, I heard that the school's graduation thesis defense this time has a percentage," Mei Ziqi said when he saw Fu Ruhai return.
"A percentage? What percentage?" Fu Ruhai asked casually.
"Three percent, but it seems, I heard..." Mei Ziqi became hesitant again.
"Dahai, I'm asking if you two offended your advisor?" Fang Zonghai interjected.
"No, what's wrong?" Fu Ruhai asked in surprise.
Fang Zonghai, lying on the bed, rolled over, his head jutting out from the bed, looking at Fu Ruhai. "I heard that the two spots for our class are already decided."
This gave Fu Ruhai a bad feeling. Could these pre-determined spots be for him and Liu Sandao? But he smiled and teased Mei Ziqi.
"Hahaha, I get it, one of those spots is definitely Mei Ziqi's."
"Don't talk nonsense! If I don't graduate again this time, I'll jump off Building 1 too!" Mei Ziqi said, getting a bit emotional, but then he changed the subject. "Besides, I've already given the advisor gifts. Even if he doesn't consider me, he should consider the money and let me pass!"
"Yo yo yo, you even have to give money? That's so corrupt?" Fu Ruhai continued to tease.
"Of course, otherwise, how do you think those who fail get their graduation certificates? A few years ago, I was too naive, thinking I just needed to attend classes obediently. But..." Mei Ziqi said, sounding a bit resentful of his past ignorance. Society is too complex, and his mind was too simple.
"Hahaha, it's not always like that, is it? I didn't send any money. But my advisor is Wu Dazao." Fang Zonghai said something that sounded complacent, but it was a show of dissatisfaction with such underhanded practices.
"Forget it, thankfully it's Wu Dazao, otherwise, you wouldn't even know how you died. Speaking of which, Wu Dazao is also truly remarkable. He's not greedy for money, not seeking fame, and he even spares no effort to take care of his students. Apart from always failing students in class, he's full of merits. Ah, it's quite a pity to completely bid farewell to him!" Mei Ziqi, who was already talkative, became quite sentimental at this point.
"I miss him, should I talk to him and ask for another year for you?" Fang Zonghai's remark made Fu Ruhai burst into laughter.
Although Liu Sandao didn't laugh, he also felt relaxed. Whether he passed the thesis defense or not wasn't up to him. Besides, seeing Cao Dehui's performance that day, he was certain that the pre-determined spots had been given to him and Fu Ruhai. For him, it was just a matter of living in the dormitory.
"Dahai, I heard that those two spots have indeed been given to you guys!" Fang Zonghai said seriously after laughing, pointing at Liu Sandao.
Fu Ruhai didn't know how to respond, and Liu Sandao remained silent.
Seeing their silence, Fang Zonghai continued, "I think you two really need to give some money to that Cao the Rich Man, otherwise, you're doomed!"
"Give money? How much?" Fu Ruhai asked.
"At least this much!" Fang Zonghai said, holding up five fingers.
"Five thousand?" Fu Ruhai thought that a supervisor asking for money wouldn't be too excessive.
"Dahai, are you kidding me? After hearing the name Cao the Rich Man, do you think that amount is enough? Fifty thousand, brother! And even then, it's not guaranteed to get you both through?" Fang Zonghai's words confirmed Liu Sandao's suspicions. Cao Dehui was, after all, a sinister person. He would find excuses to make you fail even if your thesis defense was passable, unless you offered him a token of appreciation. The so-called professors who teach and nurture students were merely "teachers" in people's mouths. For such a person, you might as well give him shit even if you gave him money. However, thinking back to how Hu Tianhan hosted Cao Dehui that day, even if Fu Ruhai prepared a hundred thousand, he probably wouldn't be able to secure it.
"But how do we give it to him? To be honest, we've only met him once." Fu Ruhai decided to operate according to the rules of the human world. Liu Sandao didn't stop him, because some things are like a hurdle, and you can't avoid them.
"Come here, I'll tell you!" Fang Zonghai motioned for Fu Ruhai to come closer.
"We're all insiders, can't you just say it directly?" Fu Ruhai complained, but still stood up and walked over.
"Walls have ears, you know!" Fang Zonghai remained mysterious. He told Fu Ruhai a method, and Fu Ruhai nodded slightly, "Will this work?"
"Of course!"
...
The next morning, Fu Ruhai dragged Liu Sandao to Cao Dehui's office. He had already prepared a hundred thousand yuan. He was now accustomed to spending money lavishly. A hundred thousand yuan no longer caused much of a stir in his heart.
When they arrived, Cao Dehui was already grading papers for other students. When they entered, Cao Dehui merely glanced at the door. There were several other students, so they sat on the long bench and waited like everyone else. The bench was made of a faux rosewood material, appearing heavy and antique, but it wasn't genuine rosewood. Of course, this was a school, and they wouldn't put overly expensive furniture here.
The students Cao Dehui had finished advising left after understanding their shortcomings and areas for improvement. For one or two students whose papers were completely revised, he asked them to review them again.
Finally, it was Fu Ruhai and Liu Sandao's turn. Fu Ruhai handed the printed thesis to Cao Dehui.
"It's getting late, you two go back, come back in the afternoon," Cao Dehui said coldly.
"Teacher Cao, please take a look, it won't take more than a few minutes," Fu Ruhai said, opening the first page of the thesis. Cao Dehui's somber expression suddenly changed slightly. Because a card was tucked inside, he casually picked it up and held it in his hand; then, he pinched it with his fingers and asked, "What does this mean?"
The question made Fu Ruhai's face burn. Liu Sandao cursed inwardly, this dog clearly wants it, why is he deliberately saying this?
"This..." Fu Ruhai, who had never handled gift-giving before, stammered. As soon as Liu Sandao heard this, he immediately walked out of the office. "I don't believe that even an immortal can't pass your thesis defense?"
It's unknown how Fu Ruhai finally left the office, or whether Cao Dehui was very pleased. In the end, the card was not delivered.
The Lucky Fruit system was stably released, and various immortals showcased their abilities, obtaining some silver. Even the previous Suni had changed his clothes. This made Liu Sandao and Fu Ruhai's "Fortune Handbook" very peaceful, especially these past two days. Their energy was focused on the thesis defense, preparing for the impending storm.